Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

1: Game]
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a can't get in Toronto
Rock so much that my closet look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking these on a plane
Walking in and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm up, tires balled like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart watch a nigga set on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I up the deuces and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit don't
These niggas be whack as a bitch but they get with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we balling with
When you in Versace all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm a optimist
in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word to New York the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out where there's no paparazzi
I'm give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Hook:
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't

[Hook:

4: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My blunts is fat as
In a striped shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you niggas that
at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook:

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life that I
Bought out the store, can't go back no
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

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